17.4.25

I'm eating salad again.

 I want to share my new life with you and find support and encouragement within your arms. I want us to lie in bed while reading next to each other, having healthier food, opening our hearts to each other and working together on finding that happiness we both have been robbed of.

I want to feed you this salad I made, share my love in the form of little poems, silly drawings, early evenings, early mornings in nature, sharing the view of the moon, hearing the wind kiss the tree leaves. I want to kiss your eyes softly, hold your hands with all my love, listen to your voice over your beating heart, feel your warmth. I want to rejoice in your presence and for you to do the same.

There is so much love in my heart to give and it was you who I wanted to continue to give it to, but it went dry cause I didn't know what I needed in return and going from arms to arms in a continuous dance left my soul alone much further back.
The past three months have made me feel my soul closer to myself, my sensitivity has spiked but so has my capacity for love. I'm sad you're not here, I'm sorry I did so much wrong, I have a lot to learn still and I have some paths to follow. 
I wish you could also flow with my life as I did with yours. I wish you rid of that stiffness, your cages, I wish you happiness my eternal love.